In order to get this student who can memorize the content of the book backwards and write a good poem, Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai nodded and agreed without hesitation in the face of Wang Bin's request. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In addition to this reason, another major factor is probably that Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, who have torn their faces, are also thinking in their hearts that they should show their hands well today, and see who is better in literature, so that they are qualified to serve as the teacher of Wang Bin, a "little prodigy".

After seeing Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai nodding and agreeing that there was no objection, Wang Bin first winked twice at Wang Changgui, who was standing on the side with an anxious look written on his cheeks, and nodded his head, and told Wang Changgui that he must be so worried, everything is under his control.

Since he saw that some overly promising sons dared to test Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, the two teaching gentlemen, it did make Wang Changgui feel a little restless, but he thought that the matter had come to this point, so it was better to wait and see what happened, and he was still relieved that his son, who had not recovered from a serious illness for a few days, had grown a lot.

Wang Changgui and Wang Bin lived in a small fenced courtyard and thatched hut, and the living conditions of the family can be said to have reached the level of extreme poverty.

No, after leading Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai to the small fence courtyard, Wang Bin stopped under the shade of a crooked-necked tree in the courtyard, and asked the two teachers who came with him to wait here, and he quickly entered the thatched house.

After a blink of an eye, Wang Bin walked out of the thatched hut with a simple low stool made of wooden stakes in one hand, and walked under the crooked neck tree in the courtyard, where a low stool was handed to Hu Wentian and the other was handed to Zhao Shuhai.

After Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai respectively put the low stool on the ground and sat down, Wang Bin found two branches as thick and thin as chopsticks from the side, and gave Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai a branch respectively.

After completing these actions, Wang Bin pulled Wang Changgui, who was standing on the side and couldn't interject or speak, to the side, and began to time Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, who were about to have a poetry writing competition.

Of course, Wang Bin thinks that it would be good if he could have a stopwatch at this time, this ancient half an hour is what is said in modern society, as long as he gently presses the stopwatch in his hand, the timer can start immediately.

But after all, Wang Bin was in the Northern Song Dynasty more than 1,000 years ago, so he naturally did not have a watch, and could only judge the length of time by looking at the position of the sun on a sunny day.

So, Wang Bin and Wang Changgui, who were standing on the sidelines and watching, their father and son, looked up at the sun hanging in the southeast direction from time to time.

Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, who sat in the shade of the tree and wrote poems, they were both masters of splashing ink on weekdays, but this was the first time, each holding a branch and writing poems on the ground in front of them, and felt so aggrieved in their hearts.

However, when Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai thought that if they could write a good poem within half an hour, then they would be able to easily snatch Wang Bin, a "little prodigy", from the other party's hands, in their own hands, and take their place to participate in the government examination organized by the Qizhou Government two months later, and the chance of hitting Xiucai was as high as eighty or nine. In time, it is very possible to participate in the provincial examination organized by the Ministry of Rites and the calcium carbide personally presided over by Zhao Guanjia.

Thinking of this, Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai felt that compared to a jinshi among the students they taught, it was really nothing at all for the little grievances they received at this time. As the saying goes: reluctant children can't trap wolves, can't let go of their bodies and can't grab people.

Soon half an hour passed, and Wang Changgui, who had been observing the sun moving from east to south in the southeast direction of the sky, told his son Wang Bin, who was standing next to him that he was not sure of the hour, and the hour had come.

Wang Bin, who smiled awkwardly, projected a grateful look at his father Wang Changgui, and then stepped forward, standing in front of Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, who were sitting on a low stool under the shade of the tree and holding a branch and still weighing words, and put on a posture of an examiner, and announced loudly: "The hour has come, Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhao, please stand up with the branches in their respective hands, and next, I want to see how the poems written by the two gentlemen are in good condition." ”

As soon as Wang Bin's words fell, Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, who were sitting on the low stool and bent over with their heads bowed, first raised their heads and glanced up at Wang Bin who was standing in front of them, and then slowly stood up from the low stool.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Bin squatted down on the gap of more than three feet wide between Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, and first got up the seven-word quatrain written in front of Hu Wentian.

I saw that the four-line characters drawn on the tree branches on the ground in front of Hu Wentian were: The second child of the Liu family has little reading, and no one teaches him. Looking for Mr. in the county, the poetry and songs are not good.

After reading Hu Wentian's seven-word refusal, Wang Bin felt that the level of writing this limerick was not much different from his own, no wonder this old man had read most of his life, and repeatedly participated in the government examination organized by Qizhou Prefecture and failed to pass the examination once, until now he has not even mixed up the name of a showman.

Of course, Wang Bin could see at a glance that Hu Wentian was also secretly satirizing Zhao Shuhai for teaching Liu Gong, the second young master of the Liu family, that he was abandoning the light and turning to the dark, and so far Liu Gong has not made any progress in poetry and songs. In other words, this is simply misleading.

Looking at the five-character poem written by Zhao Shuhai, Wang Bin couldn't help but laugh a little dumbly, only to see what was written on the ground: I have repeatedly taken the government exam, but I have failed to win the first place every time.

stumbled to the point of whitehead, and was frustrated all his life. Returned to the countryside to teach and earn a living. Students have no skills, and teachers are incapable.

The reason why Wang Bin felt a little funny after reading this five-character poem written by Zhao Shuhai is because Zhao Shuhai not only satirized Hu Wentian himself, but also brought the students in his private school with him.

However, in Wang Bin's opinion, this Zhao Shuhai is really the person who has passed the Qizhou Mansion to try to be a showman, and in terms of the five-word poem he wrote, it is indeed better than Hu Wentian, who has not even won the title of a showman.

However, I am not very satisfied with a seven-character quatrain and a five-character poem written by Hu Wentian and Zhao Shuhai, and I feel that no matter if I learn from any of the two of them, I am afraid that they will not make much progress in reading.

Wang Bin, who was suddenly angry, found a branch from the side, squatted down, and began to write a seven-character poem on the ground in front of him.